>be nanny, going to pick kids up at school
>nearby car opens up to reveal sentient beach ball
>beach ball lumbers to open trunk and retrieves a towcart
>beach ball dragging tow cart moves to walk across the street in front of my car
>I keep right on moving to get in carpool because there's no chance of hitting the beach ball as it's moving at <1MPH
>miss beach ball by a mile
>beach ball takes offense anyway and starts making these comically exaggerated expressions of offense and throwing hands in the air repeatedly and shaking meaty fists
>gut swaying back and forth
>it nearly drops tow cart
>lol heartily
>it keeps this up for over a whole minute until it's out of my sight
>get kids, go home, snack of melon and tea, play outdoor games
>damn it feels good to not have my own gravity
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